November 29th 2001

Well, the courts weren't closed today, but the library at my school was. "Hi, we're UNT, it's cold outside, so we're going to close the library." It's 28 degrees right now. That is cold.

Apparently my school closed at 5 PM today. I hope it's open tomorrow so I can turn in this god forsaken paper.

I went to 7 different trials today. 7 out of 12 isn't bad, but it isn't exactly good, either. He wanted us to write an 8-10 page paper about going to 12 different trials, and I'm writing a 10 page paper about 7 trials, so umm.. yeah. I hope I'm gonna make it in with that one.

The trials were kinda exciting. A few things I noticed:

1. The male lawyers were just really fucking gorgoeus. I'm talking really hot lawyers here, girls. But also, they were assholes! They badgered witnesses and said things like, "Well, if you don't get what I'm asking, I'll just talk reaallly slloooww." Gahh!!

2. And umm.. other boring stuff.

One guy acted as his own lawyer. Oooh, that wasn't pretty. Everybody laughed at his obvious incompetence. That was fun.

After I left the probate court, I released myself out into the cold mean streets of Downtown Dallas. I've lived in Dallas all my life, but downtown is still a mystery to me. I always get lost. Every single freakin time.

Anyway, I saw a homeless guy who had a blanket on like a jacket. He approached me and asked for some money. He said, "I have to get into the Salvation Army, it's so cold out here!" I gave him about 50 cents and walked back to my car.

Then, feeling like a jackass, I chased him back down and reached into my jacked and gave him 20 dollars, and then raced away after he said "God Bless you!" I just felt dumb giving this nice cold guy 50 cents when I was just going to waste that 20 dollars on something useless in the long run, anyway. I feel like it was a good deed. And hey, I admit it, I wanted the karma points. What was that, like 2 points maybe? Give them to me, damnit!

I'm wearing a tank top pajama thingie right now, and I can't seem to stop touching myself for some reason. I'm sure my roommate appreciates that.

After my court thingie, I went to Barnes and Noble to escape the lovely 5:00 traffic that I wished to avoid. I read MTV uncensored, and wow.. does anyone have any idea where I can see the 1992 Video Music Awards? I want to see Axl Rose and Elton John. I think I might just orgasm from watching that. SOMEONE GIVE IT TO ME! Sorry. I got a little worked up from writing my Diary Tag question, which was "What would you do with Axl Rose if you had a whole weekend with him." Well damn, it doesn't involve raunchy sex, does it? Of course it does. Whew. Axl. Steamy hot sex. Get.Mind.Out.Of.Gutter.Now.

Speaking of raunchy sex, my bible study is having a party on Saturday night. I told Crazy Friend that I'd probably try to make an excuse to get out of it, and she was like, "Even if Axl Rose comes to town on Saturday night, you'll just have to take him with you to this party." That was an interesting vision that made me giggle.

I think I have a bug stuck in my ear. It feels like it needs to be popped, like after you get off an airplane. It's felt that way for about a week, and it's really wierd. I read somewhere once that bugs can crawl in your ear and you won't even know it, so now I'm paranoid.

Anyway.

At Barnes and Noble, I bought Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. I thought since EVERY OTHER PERSON IN THE WORLD has this book already, even my mom, who hasn't read a book since 1983, that I'd get it too. It was like 3 bucks. Why not? And I also got this book about people who are addicted to Scrabble. I thought it would be good to read about people like me.

I dream of scrabble.

Not to get off on a tangent here, but once, in junior high when I was all lusty after Angel Boy, I sent him a "val-o-gram" for Valentines Day that said "I dream of you." And it had my initials on it. But he never got it, because he had dropped out of school by then.

Yep, I sure can pick them, can't I?

November 29th 2001

Before I start the proceedings tonight, I have to say that I really want to have wild, raunchy sex with Steve Nash, who plays for the wonderous Dallas Mavericks. I want to do it right after a game, when he's all sweaty and stuff. But that's just me.

Anyway. Thank you, Ilovediaries for my review. It was a good one, and it made me feel all special inside. Giggle!

I told BB about this thing tonight. I didn't exactly tell him it where it was located, but I told him I had an online diary type of thing and that it almost has 10,000 hits. He got a little jealous of that, and said, "So your online diary has more hits than my web page?" Hehe! I'm kinda glad I told him. I told him that I changed my online name thingie a few months ago, but he said he forgot it. So, basically, it would be hard to find this thing. Which is good. And I'm rambling.

After we had this discussion at the pizza buffet place we went to, we then went home and had an hour long nookie session. Wowee, that was some good stuff.

Oh yeah. Maybe my American Legal System teacher isn't so nice and understanding. I thought when I told him my situation, he'd nod and say "Yeah, I was a student once, too, and I know how it is. Sure, I'll let you write another paper!" Um, no. He basically said, "Nope. Looks like you're screwed." This wouldn't be so terrible if I didn't get a 55 on my first exam. Yeah. That's bad, if you're keeping score. But hey, maybe I'll thank him someday for teaching me a lesson. On what procrastinating gets me in this world. But probably I'll just think of him as the jackass who made me fail his damn class.

But one thing happened today that almost had me jumping for extreme happiness and joy. Finally. FINALLY my "research" job is over! When I went there today, I was going to ask the guy just how much longer this crap was going to take, because it's gone on since freakin July! I have just lost complete and total interest in it. He said, very clearly at the beginning, that maybe it would last until the first week of school. Okay, well, it's almost the last week of freakin school! But when he tells me how much money I made today, he finally says the words that I've been waiting so long to hear.. "That's it, we're finished. Come back on Monday and we'll talk about the money." WOOHOO! $218 for research is not bad. Good, in fact! (burp)

Yesterday, during my court adventure in Downtown Dallas, I tried to take a different way home because I'm just a big dork like that. Somehow, I ended up in my ex's (Psycho Boy) neighborhood. This made me very nervous. I'm always nervous in that particular neighborhood because it's like some cosmic force wants to keep me away. I've had 2 accidents over there, for one. And it just gives off some really bad vibes.

I didn't go look at his house. Even though it's been over 4 years since we broke up, I'm sure I could still find his house. I was tempted, but the problem with that is that his house is on a cul de sac, so I can't just casually drive by and honk or something. If I honked, he may come out, and then he'd see me turning around in the circular thingie and wonder why the hell I was driving by his house in the first place. Then I'd be the psycho ex. Is anyone following me here? The only reason why I'd want to go by his house would be morbid fascination. Or something.

Today I filled out an application to work for the school newspaper next semester. I think that would be really good for me. It'll teach me much needed social skills, as well as how not to procrastinate due to scary deadlines. I would like very much to get a job there, yes I would.

I have a new shampoo that I really like a whole lot. Thermasilk. It's heat activated! My hair hasn't looked this good in years.

Good night. And such.